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Envision a time in America when what is depicted in this image is the most reliable source of information. Shadow banning on social media and accounts being terminated by YouTube is just the beginning. The spread of truth will be stopped; even if it means that the internet and cable television have to be taken down for hours every day. This is but a small part of the Wayfarers stories. Read FORTRESS first, and then LIGHT to dial in and get the complete picture. They’re available in Amazon Kindle and paperback here.

First off, I must point out that there is occasional strong language in this book, as I always endeavor to depict realistic speech of characters.

As I was writing Fortress: a Wayfarers Story, I knew that so much of it was not fiction at all. Like most of my fiction, the story deals with the natural and supernatural struggles undertaken while navigating the contemporary storms of this fallen world. However, with Fortress, I feel as though not only me, but all of us have been inserted into the story as characters; many of us against our wishes. We have been dragged into the battle between God and Satan; much of it being fought in American streets with soldiers of alt-left and alt-right slugging it out. Wealthy commanders who peer down from their ivory towers issue the orders to the foot soldiers through television talking heads of the mainstream news and the mavens of social media. The multi-layered fog of deception belched from the exhaust ports of this misdirection machine obfuscates the truth, and creates the appearance that Satan is winning. If you tell that lie often enough, it will become the truth.

Fortress is today. It’s gritty. It illustrates what happens when God is asked to leave the building. It details who the world’s powers are, and previews the fulfillment of their machinations. While you may not be an indie journalist, author, or singer/songwriter, you are a character in this story.

Cash, credit and debit cards, driver’s license, Social Security cards, and photos: these are mission-critical items that are carried in our wallets. If a wallet is lost or stolen, it could be said that a life is misplaced or stolen as well.

The wave of panic over a lost wallet

Canceling accounts and replacing lost identification is burdensome enough; but what if those bank cards and that Social Security number fall into the wrong hands before action can be taken? Our very identities can be stolen and then assumed by those of wicked intent. Fraud that we are innocent of can be committed ostensibly in our names; huge debts can be accrued and credit ratings can be destroyed. Yes, the dispossession of the numbers that secure our world-based lives can be tantamount to being violated physically. In some cases it would be better to suffer a car wreck than to lose or have stolen a wallet.

That wave of panic that washes over us like spilled bleach as we realize that we can’t find our wallet serves to reckon us with our earth-bound mortality. It is then that we realize that perhaps our priorities have been heinously skewed. We come to grips with the knowledge that we have been bowing to the false god of this world and the puppet masters that he himself manipulates. As the bleach of panic burns our consciences and irritates our sinuses, we lift our faces away from the irritation and up toward the one and only God who cast this false god of world finance, I.D. numbers, fraud, and greed out of Heaven. We cry out “oh, Lord, please help me to find my wallet!” We stress and lament as we voice that desperate, mournful psalm. For too many, it is only when a wallet is lost or a child is sick or other manner of tragedy strikes that they turn from the pursuits and exploits of the false god of this world and toward the Most High who created the heavens and the earth.

And should the wallet be found intact and all order becomes restored, the Most High is forgotten until the next unmanageable crisis arises that no writer of self-help books can solve or Botox-lipped, glistening-toothed life coach can game plan through.

We all – each and every one – are losing our wallets. Card by card, I.D. by I.D., dead president by dead president, number by number, we are in essence being slowly pick-pocketed. The secrets that we believe to be secure are hardly that. Our shame is being revealed but so are our hearts…